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popatochisssp · 3 years

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if/when you get the energy/time to- im really curious; what kinda fuzzy friends do the newer skeles have? does pitch have a seeing eye-dog version of princess? or does ell and/or nemo have a fuzzy buddy to help with their anxiety or anything similar or in-between? spare fuzzy friend hcs for the poor, ma'am????

Well, you asked for it!

Ash (Undergloom Sans): A cat named Annie (Ragdoll), adopted as an emotional support buddy! She picked him, really, just ambling right on up to him, and it was love at first flop-over-his feet. Having a little sweetheart like her to take care of has really helped to pull Ash out of the doldrums and he loves her a lot. She’s a big-time cuddlebug, just like he is, and they definitely spend a ton of time napping together, everywhere and anywhere.

Annie’s Quirks: Extra chunky (master of the ‘I haven’t been fed yet 🥺’ con), stockpiles socks and undies beneath the bed, shameless catnip junkie

Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): He feels like he’s not as active as he should be, lots of time spent indoors doing academic things, when there’s a whole beautiful world out there that he should be getting out to see at least sometimes... He has the idea that maybe an animal companion would be the right motivation to get up and out at least a couple times a day, and Cannoli (Pembroke Welsh Corgi) is the solution to the problem! They click pretty much immediately and are just very well-suited to each other, especially as exercise partners.

Cannoli’s Quirks: Loves (short) walks, rests his head on any feet that stay still long enough, must sleep in the same bed as the people and will hop/bark/cry if he can’t get up there himself

Brick (Horrorfell Sans):He doesn’t know too much of the story himself, he’s sure he was told in more detail but probably forgot. All he remembers is, a friend of a friend had a dog who had an accident...or maybe it got sick? Either way, it went deaf, and the dog was too big and unwieldy for them to try to retrain themselves. But they had a friend who was HoH, and that friend was active in the community with lots of other signing and HoH folks and could ask around about someone who might be up for the challenge of having and training a real big dog that couldn’t hear a word you said to it. That’s how Brick heard about it, anyway, and he’s not deaf but he’s big, and he figures he probably knows at least enough sign by now to train a dog. And that’s how Tiny (English Mastiff) comes to stay at his place. They clumsily work on understanding each other, it’s definitely a Process, but there’s plenty of fondness there to make any difficulty worth the trouble.

Tiny’s Quirks: Bit of a digging problem, gets very excited about balloons, likes to sit near people and lean his entire weight into them

King (Horrorfell Papyrus): This one may look familiar, but it’s fate-- Doomfanger (Persian) belongs with him and could find her way to him in any universe. ...But King was a little later getting to the Surface, and wasn’t there to pick her up when she was freshly on the streets. She spent awhile longer being an alleycat, a few years of living the rough life, and one day when she’s not quite fast enough to scurry out of the way of an oncoming car, it probably would’ve been the end for her... if not for the kind Samaritan skeleton who was just passing by that scooped her up off the pavement and brought her to a vet. King tried very hard not to get attached to her, especially when it was still looking like she wouldn’t make it, but he kept moving the goalpost of when he’d let himself care about her. ‘IF IT LIVES UNTIL MORNING,’ ‘IF IT MAKES IT TO THE VET,’ ‘IF SHE SURVIVES HER SURGERY,’ ‘IF--’ and then she looks at him, with her goofy drugged up face, freshly missing the foot of her back paw so that they even match now, and... And just like that, Doomfanger has a home and a devoted cat-dad owner and anything else she could possibly need.

Doomfanger’s Quirks: Likes to be raked, makes an incredible fuss when shut out of any room for any reason, very spooked by loud noises and immediately runs and hides under daddy’s bed

Merc (Horrorswap Sans): He wanted a pet, especially when things were still a little strained with his brother and the nature of his...condition...made it difficult to make friends. He was lonely and a little pal would be very welcome in his home, but he’d also really hate to curse a furry friend with the ever-present threat of being dripped on and getting nasty bone-goop stuck in their fur... Ella (Sphynx) is the workaround to this unusual problem and makes herself right at home with Merc, happy to love on him whether he’s solid or sticky.

Ella’s Quirks: Has an extensive collection of sweaters that she adores (will sit by her dresser and meow until she is clothed), great sense for emotions and tends to appear whenever she’s needed, transfixed by mirrors

Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): He didn’t choose Ripley (Maine Coon), Ripley... well, he’s not even sure Ripley chose him. He definitely chose Ella, because that pretty little sweater-wearing vixen in the window is what drove him to bust into Ell and Merc’s house and start sauntering around like he owned the place. Ripley (named before they realized he was a boy-cat) was definitely feral, with a notched ear and a missing eye, but he just keeps coming around, breaking and entering, cuddling with Ella and sharing her food, and when he one day hops into Ell’s lap and curls his big fluffy body up there... Ell makes the (possibly bad) decision to just shut the doors and windows on this mean, fat bastard and make him commit to the self-domestication he’d started. Ripley’s fickle, anti-social, and nine times out of ten mean as hell, but despite it all, Ell’s attached to the fucker. Doesn’t stop him from talking mad shit about his demon-cat to anyone who’ll listen, but y’know, there’s a weird sort of love there, between them both.

Ripley’s Quirks: Hates other cats and people, with Ell and Ella as the only exceptions (Ell sometimes, Ella always), does truly heinous things to birds and rodents and even bugs if the opportunity presents itself, an escape artist who is not to be trusted around doors or windows

Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): Ms. Sandy Peaches (Golden Retriever) is a service dog, trained to assist people with visual impairments in a variety of tasks. Pitch, who’d long been mulling over the idea of getting one such dog, eventually follows through, and as soon as he hears her name, he’s decided-- Sandy Peaches is the one for him! He’s been blind awhile by the time he gets her and generally knows his way around things, but she’s very helpful in his day-to-day and some of the things that were moderately inconvenient to get through before are only mildly inconvenient now, and her value as a helper and a companion is much appreciated.

Sandy’s Quirks: Gets excited when it’s time to put her vest on and go work, thinks the appropriate amount of brushing time is probably about three hours, loves to go swimming

Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): He found Dizzy (American Shorthair) after an accidental click led him to a local shelter’s Instagram, where they had a video of her playing and a few hashtags that explained her condition. He learned a lot about cerebellar hypoplasia, aka ‘wobbly cat syndrome,’ and when he eventually made it back to her video and watched it again... it was too late, he was already half in love with her. He contacts the shelter and after a couple weeks making arrangements, purchasing necessities, and wobbly-cat-proofing the house, he braves the outdoors to go get her and bring her home. She’s probably 100% his baby within the first hour and he loves being able to take care of her and help a kitty that not everybody would have the time or dedication to take in. The love is very much mutual and Dizzy’s tail does the ‘omg it’s you, I love you!’ tail-quiver whenever she sees him and trots on over.

Dizzy’s Quirks: Sixth sense for when there’s clean laundry to be laid on, likes to hold extended warbling and yowling conversations with people, chews on anything that crinkles (keep plastic wrappers out of reach!)

Sunny (Gastertale Sans): As soon as he knew he wanted a dog, he knew he wanted to pick up one of the less adoptable ones. Skipper (Beagle mutt) was certainly that, with only two legs--one in front and one in back. Sunny had a play session with the little guy and admired his energy and how enthusiastically he played, like his missing legs didn’t even phase him. Whatever happened in Skipper’s past, he’s not letting it be his problem now, and needless to say, he’s adopted and taken home in pretty short order. No holds barred fetch and spontaneous frolicking in open fields are a great bonding activity for these two, probably a match made in heaven.

Skipper’s Quirks: Tennis ball fiend (literally can never have enough), chews on unattended shoes, loves to sing (read: howl) along to music

Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): He wanted a guard dog, some big intimidating-looking thing that would look really, really cool guard the house. He finds Ace (Doberman/Great Dane), unfortunately with his ears already cropped (Aster wouldn’t have chosen the procedure himself), but otherwise a very handsome fellow and still definitely in need of love and a home, both of which Aster was willing and able to provide. He’s attentive with all the care and training his new pup needs, and when Ace grows up just as huge as predicted, looking like a cross between a panther and a hellhound, he’s become an extremely well-mannered and obedient dog, full to the tips of his pointy ears with love for Aster.

Ace’s Quirks: King of naps, the worst nightmare of any strangers at the door (but very affectionate and loving once they’re in!), will tell you if you’ve stopped petting him too soon, boofing and trying to put your hand back to make you resume

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gayreneewalker · 4 years

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On Andrew, Neil, and cats

It starts with a rescue

Which is to say, Neil starts leaving scraps out for the stray that keeps coming by

She’s a skinny, matted thing of a cat, with a big scar on her muzzle and fleas and bleary eyes

She starts out very suspicious, which Neil both respects and is frustrated by, because he’s just trying to give her bits of chicken

Eventually she gets more comfortable. It turns out, she purrs like a motor if you scratch her chest

Andrew just watches, but he doesn’t comment and he doesn’t do anything that might scare her

He puts his foot down when she starts trying to get inside, though

“If it is going to be indoors, it is getting a bath. I will not tolerate fleas on the couch.”

Neil agrees, that yeah, they should probably make sure she’s not bringing nasty stuff in with her

So they go to the pet store and buy flea shampoo and worming medicine and food for her

Neil decides he can’t bathe her, not because she scratches but because she starts crying like she’s dying the INSTANT you turn the water on

So Andrew gives her the bath. He does, of course, end up completely soaked

Of course Neil takes photos of this. They range from unimpressed Andrew and cat doing her best victim of tragedy expression to both of them glaring at the camera with the exact same annoyance

Over the next couple weeks of good food and regular brushing, the cat (whom Neil mostly calls “kitty” in a rota of languages, and Andrew calls “it” and “the cat) starts recovering

Neil sends before and after pictures to the foxes groupchat. The first one is an obviously underfed tangle of patchy, dirty fur and suspicious, leaky eyes. The second is a lush, sleeping kitty with clear tabby markings sleeping in a patch of sun.

Ofc everyone flips their shit

“Omfg i cant believe you got a cat!!!! whats its name??”

“Doesnt have one”

“I hereby dub thee King Fluffikins, first of thy line”

“Im p sure its a girl cat but yeah ok”

“oh shit really? nice i didnt think you would agree”

So King becomes King

King is a jerk. She likes to jump on counters and eats from your plate when you aren’t watching it. She absolutely claws and bites the shit out of you while playing and hasn’t clued in that feet are a part of the human body

Neil ADORES her. she is a lap cat when she’s not on crackhead time, and they figure she used to be a pet bc no way a feral cat loves cuddles that much

Andrew pretends to be unaffected, but it becomes normal to see his hands all scratched up from playing with her

She gains a CONSIDERABLE repritoire of nicknames. King, Fluff-butt, You (in increasingly dramatic tones, which Andrew manages to convey with minimal inflection), Bastard, King Jerk of Asshole Mountain, Kitty-Baby, The Tiny Criminal, Brat Cat

She also learns to reply to “Hey!” and will look at you when you say it even if youre on the phone or something

They love her very much. she is a spoilt brat.

Enter Sir

One day they’re just chilling and Matt calls them up

“Hey, my great aunt just died.”

“Um. That sucks?”

“Eh, she was, like, 93. Anyway, my cousin is allergic to cats, but is worried about giving hers to a shelter, and I figured I’d ask if you have room for one more?”

After a brief discussion and some googling about introducing cats they agree to at least try

So they go pick up the cat

His name is Sir Fat Cat McCatterson, and holy shit is it an accurate name

(the first time Neil brings him back from the vet he drops the carrier and announces, “Our cat is over nine kilograms. What the fuck. Twenty-one pounds. How.”)

(The answer is Matt’s great aunt lived alone and fed her only pet five times a day)

(Y i k e s)

Anyway introducing King and this massive shorthair goes surprisingly well since both of them were used to being the only cat

Like once they’re sharing space they fight, but it’s mostly just Sir being large at King and then King hissing and slapping the shit out of him. They also start cuddling and it’s very cute, but also kind of amazing bc Sir is quite literally double King’s size, fluff included

He is REALLY lazy and astoundingly tolerant

Like he doesn’t enjoy cuddles or being picked up, unlike King who will literally cry at you until you lift her and let her sit on your shoulder, but he’s not gonna scratch

Straight up you can use this motherfucker as a pillow and he’ll just lay there and then kinda jog away when you get off if he’s annoyed enough

He NEVER scratches intentionally. He bites sometimes but even then its not painful

He does, however, have strong opinions about feeding schedules

It’s a good thing Neil wakes up so early bc when he’s not there Sir is at the bed at 5:30 AM, Normal Food Time, meowing and gently smacking Andrew in the face until he’s up

The only ways to stop him are 1)food 2)spray bottle 3)disciplinary cuddles

If you can grab him and hug him for like ten seconds he’ll squirm away and leave you alone for at least twenty minutes. Andrew employs this technique when he is feeling lazy. He always ends up COATED in fur.

Actually both of them are coated in fur always. King is pretty dark so it’s fine, but Sir is a blond. RIP to the aesthetic.

Sir also accumulates nicknames over time. Fatso, Chunk-Chunk, Big Chunk, Chunk-a-cus, Lord Large, Lardass, Whiny, Baby (said lovingly by Neil and with EXTREME derision by Andrew), Piggy

Their lives know no peace between the two hooligans

They do love them very much

Both of them treat the cats with their own version of doting. Neil is all fond insults and baby-voice and picking them up to hug them, which King adores and Sir tolerates. Andrew sneaks them treats and lets them have some of his ice cream whenever he eats it, and also just generally makes sure they’re healthy and happy however he can.

He refuses to admit it but he also does baby voice them, less in a change of tone than a change of cadence

Neil thinks its hilarious and refuses to tell him bc then he might stop

Jokes on him Andrew is fully aware and Will Not Stop (unless someone else is around)

The foxes do occasionally get a video of Andrew speaking to one of the cats in a slightly sing-song cadence.

“You’re so fat. Completely obese. Why do we feed you? Yeah, why do we feed you? Big bastard. Lazy, lazy. You don’t even play. Why don’t you play? If I have to work out, you should too.”

“Stop stealing. That’s my ravioli, Brat Cat. No, put it down. You’ll get sick, you can’t digest cheese. No ravioli for you. Here, chicken. What? You’re not going to eat it? Priss.”

More often both of them speak to the cats like people. Andrew has a lot of videos of Neil discussing Exy or mathematics with King, who likes to meow back. Andrew explains the to them the reasoning why they can’t go outside and stuff.

They totally do spoil the shit out of them, too

For all people think it’s Neil, Andrew is AMAZINGLY indulgent. He impulse-buys cat towers and scratching posts and stuff for them like he impulse-buys Neil better outfits. And wet food only. (We can afford it, and it’s better for their hydration, Neil.)

Maybe they get more cats in the future but it starts with King and Sir. Neither of them expected to see themselves doing something as gentle and domestic as owning cats, but they wouldn’t take it back for the world

Not even when King gets stuck on top of the fridge or Sir barfs up a big disgusting hairball in the middle of the hallway

The end

or maybe not lmao they have YEARS of cat ownership in the future

#all for the game #aftg #the foxhole court #andreil #andrew minyard #neil josten #the cats #i did blatantly base sir off my actual cat who is my icon and header #hes so STUPID and i adore him more than life itself. whiny bastard #his name used to be McLovin and then his old owner changed it to biscuit like a basic bitch

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b00bstone · 7 years

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ALL THE ICE CREAM ASKS PLEASE (or just the ones you want to do)

chocolate: when was your first kiss?

hasnt happened yet... still... ill let u know when it does tho...

french vanilla: how old are you?

17...

cotton candy: three places you want to travel to?

outer space. antarctica, and ireland

strawberry: a language you wish you could speak?

probs spanish or estonian

coffee: favorite cosmetic brands?

elf? and anything from Lush

mint chocolate chip: indoors or outdoors?

outdoors?

cookie dough: do you play any instruments?

im learning 3 rn

rocky road: favorite songs at the moment?

emily by MIKA and reunion by AJR

butter pecan: favorite songs for life?

yellow by coldplay and that hallelujah song from shrek (dont judge me!)

cheesecake: what's your zodiac sign?

cancer

toasted coconut: the beach or the pool?

beach

chocolate chip: what's your most popular post?

“thepessimisticassholeepicmurdockI really hate it when parents of autistic kids use phrases like “I know they’re in there.” Bitch they’re right in front of you! You haven’t lost them! They’re not locked away like a final boss in a video game!! This is your child As Is! Love them for who they are not what you wish they would be! Fuck!epicmurdockI didn’t expect this to get notes but it’s absolutely ok to reblog and I’m glad it has been”

bubblegum: books or movies?

well depends on wether the movie is based off the book... if it is then probs the book. but if its not then i dunno...

pistachio: manga or anime?

probs anime

salted caramel: favorite movies?

well i recently watched beauty and the beast and thats definitely up there. marley adn me. guardians of the galaxy. mike and dave need wedding dates and pitch perfect

birthday cake: favorite books?

the entire raven boys series... carry on.... im really liking aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe so far but i havent finished it yet.

moose tracks: favorites for manga?

i havent really read any?

orange sherbet: favorites for anime?

yuri on ice.... and full metal alchemist

peanut butter: favorite academic subject?

none of them.... but if i have to choose... probably irish?

black raspberry: do you have any pets?

yes! a newfoundland, a black and tan coonhound, 2 domestic shorthair cats that are kinda sick... a kitten that we think is probs a domestic shorthair. and a manx-something woth tufted ears cross.

mango: when and why did you start your blog?

this blog was in january i think... because i missed this toxic hellsite.

mocha: ideal weather conditions?

sunny and warm but not hot witha cool breeze blowing. or really windy and stormy. depending on wether i have to go places that day.

black cherry: four words that describe you?

awkward. annoying. spacey. and i should have at least one good one? ummmloyal?

neapolitan: things that stress you out?

life. capitalism. school. my family. reality in general.

toffee: a card game that you're good at?

3 cards.

lemon custard: do you eat breakfast?

sometimes

dark chocolate: turn ons?

people im attracted to making physical contact with me. guys with really deep voices. girsl that like flirt. like highkey obviously flirting with u flirt.

fudge: turn offs?

assholes.

peach: how do you relax?

i dont.

praline: a popular book you haven't read yet?

ive never read that city of bones series?

superman: do you like sweaters?

yesssssss

cherry: do you drink tea or coffee?

both

dulce de leche: an instrument you wish you could play?

all of them especially piano tho

blackberry: have you ever laughed so hard you cried?

maybe once?

ginger: a new feature you wish tumblr could have?

i and only i could see who has visited my blog and when.

blueberry lemon: favorite blogs?

well theres u. i like @thatsthat24 @slimetony @oliversquietramblings @theofficialolive

almond: favorite mean girls quote?

boo you whore. jk probs too gay to function.

butterscotch: what color are your nails right now?

plain with bits of red that i couldnt get off...

cinnamon: have you ever been confessed to?

i dont know...?

blue moon: have you ever had a crush on someone?

oh yeah. so many.

cappuccino crunch: do you take naps?

only when im really sick and/or really tired

mint: the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?

i overreacted to a thing that didnt matter that much in the long run because of my temporary feelings.

brownie batter: do you like sushi?

not most of it but some of it

key lime: where do you want to be right now?

in the aaaarrrmmmmssss of an angel. honestly tho. just chilling on a hilltop in a giant grouphug with all my fav people would be great. not really a specific place in the world just somewhere we wont freeze where we can see the stars.

red velvet: do you wear prescription glasses?

nope

green tea: favorite flavors of ice cream?

i like rocky road. and coffee,

thank you heather!!!!

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